I was in a tiny NYC apartment, and I lived next door to Ian Somerhalder. Somehow, there was a hole in the shared wall between our apartments, and I reached through and grabbed a bag of cheese —
Specifically, this bag of cheese:
|Soooo not gourmet. But still yummy.|
— from his mini fridge and stole it. Ian then came over and was very, very angry that I stole his cheese.
|Nobody steals my cheese cubes.|
Should I chalk it up to the perils of freelance copyediting before bed? Maybe. But why couldn't I have dreamt that Ian Somerhalder was feeding me gourmet cheese? Now that's a good dream.
Can anyone top me in the absurd work-related dream category? And who else is excited about the Vampire Diaries premiere?! Leave it in the comments!
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